The two of them had already gained a lot of insight into their opponent based on the first exchange.
She's fast. Prince Reese narrowed his eyes. It didn't feel like plain speed.
His defense is as high as his offense. Squire Frinjschia stared at him with an impassive expression. Hurting him is going to be difficult.
It hadn't taken more than a single exchange for the both of them to not only get a foundational grasp on their opponent but also a good grasp on the dynamics of the battle.
Unless she has some absurdly powerful grade-ten defensive techniques, she cannot withstand more than one attack from me. Prince Reese realized. My win condition is getting a single hit on her.
